“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the Decay.
1336: Telugu Prince Harihararaya chooses Hampi as his new Capital city. Over the next couple of centuries it grows into the largest Hindu Empires in Indian history.Over 500,000 people will call it home before…
1565: A confederacy of Deccan Sultanates raze Hampi to the ground destroying the kingdom forever.
2014: Celtic Emmissaries arrive and discover the ruins of this once thriving metropolis. They come bearing messages for those back home.
A number of days were spent exploring the Hampi Site as it is vast (36 sq. km and 3700 monuments).
The commute was one of sheer terror and laughter.Bikes, Motorbikes, bags, buggies. Everything gets on the rickety boats necessary to cross the river.
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The river crossing from Virupapur Gaddi to Hampi Bazaar is the closest feeling to storming the Normandy beaches in Allied Landing Craft. You are tightly packed in and are braced for the crash landing on the rocks/beach. Once landed you have to scramble up the river bank dodging hawkers and tour guides like machine gun fire. Exhilarating!
Once landed the camera is un-holstered and the snapping begins. Hampi and it’s surrounds is one of the most beautiful places in the world (Sorry Connemara you have been relegated!). A collection of still standing temples, ruins, unexplainable rock formations and statues gives the whole place a magical feeling.
Highlights are the Vittala and Virupaksha Temples, Pushkarani stepped baths and the royal viewing platform (Mahanavami-diiba) but everything is pretty awesome here.
Thanks to Karen’s friend Kamila who recommended Hampi to us.